The Condenser is like a refiner, and it is also the title of a cultivator in the Blue Rain Continent. The difference is that the condenser cultivates the spirit, while the refiner cultivates the physical body, and this is the case with Han Bing and Wang Jian.

When Han Bing pronounced the words 'illusion making', Wang Jian was terrified. First, he only cares about pleasure on weekdays, so how can he bother to understand what Han Fu is good at? It was the first time he had fought against Han Bing, and due to preconceived reasons, he hadn't thought about it at all; Second, Wang Jian had indeed heard from his elders about the various condensers, but he had never fought with any condensers in his life, and he didn't know how to deal with them now.

And at this moment, Han Bing can not care about someone's thoughts, his deep and quiet eyes burst out with a ball of essence, Wang Jian couldn't help but look at the eyes that seemed to have endless magical power, the moment the two looked at each other, Wang Jian's mind was blank, his eyes were dim, and his expression was dazed...

Until his consciousness gradually returned, Wang Jian found that his environment had changed, the street was still the same street, but the bustling crowd no longer existed, and the shops were still numerous, but empty without a trace of life.

The flickering light in the house was like a ghost fire, and the word 'liquor shop' could be faintly seen on the broken banners on the side, and the tables were toppled under the flags, and the pots and chopsticks were scattered all over the ground. In this eerie and terrifying scene, Wang Jian's spirit was tense to the extreme.

"Whew-Wow"

The flaming red lantern hanging high swayed for a while, and the sound it made startled Wang Jian to turn back suddenly.

"Han Bing, Han Bing! Don't pretend to be a ghost, you come out for me! Wang Jian's courageous cry did not receive any response.

"Boom-"

The crisp sound suddenly sounded, and I saw that the rope tied to the lantern broke in response, and the hanging lanterns lost their restraints, and they immediately smashed towards the top of Wang Jian's head one by one.

said that it was too late, Wang Jian dodged one by one, and the lantern smashed on the ground and suddenly fell apart, pulling a hair and moving the whole body, the noisy sound kept coming out, the whole street shook, and Wang Jian fell to the ground unsteadily. The moment he stood up and looked up, he was immediately frightened, and at this moment he was like a magnet, throwing all kinds of different objects at him from all directions.

"Han Bing! You coward, you kind of come out and fight me, what kind of hero are you shrinking?! Wang Jian was so angry that he dodged left and right to dodge one flying object after another......

And all this is another thing in the eyes of onlookers, I saw Wang Jian jumping up and down the street with empty eyes, sometimes squatting down, sometimes standing up, and even lying on the ground a few times, causing passers-by to laugh again and again, "This Wang family is really extraordinary, they can dance on this street, I really admire, admire."

......

"Childe, what's wrong?"

"I don't know, wow, maybe I'm practicing" The people in the palace looked at each other, I don't know why.

The old man in gray took Han Sha's little hand, looked at his energetic son in the view, and said with a smile: "It seems that Bing'er's perception of creating illusions has deepened again." ”

"Grandpa Han, what kind of trick did Uncle Han make?" Pan Jue asked the old man curiously.

"Haha, although my Han family shows people with refining soldiers, there are still a small number of condensers, and your Uncle Han is one of the outstanding ones. Let's put it this way, after the refiner ambushes the soldiers, it is the caster, which corresponds to the illusionary realm of the condenser. Now Bing'er is in the Great Perfection of the Illusion Realm. ”

Pan Jue asked, "Grandpa Han, I heard my father say that the realm of refining soldiers, how is the realm of concentrating on the soul divided?" ”

Han Wuyu stroked his beard, "Okay, I'll talk to you about this concentrating and refining soldiers today, and you can listen to Xiaosha too." Concentrating: Taste the world and be in harmony; Refining: The human world has suffered to create immortal flesh. Concentrating on the cultivation of soldiers is closely related, aiming to hone people's spirit and physique; However, the cultivation of the two has its own exercises, and they are not the same. There are eight realms for concentrating and refining soldiers, and condensing is divided into the realm of controlling matter, creating illusions, breaking illusions, seizing spirits, chaotic realms, transforming palace realms, shattering void realms and heavenless realms. Refining soldiers is divided into the Ambush Realm, the Casting Realm, the Qi Control Realm, the Pulse Crossing Realm, the Demolition Realm, the Battle Spirit Realm, the Supreme Realm, and the Defeated Heaven Realm. Each realm is divided into five stages: initial stage, small success, great completion, consummation, and great consummation. As far as I know, the entire Blue Rain Continent is vast and has a population of nearly a trillion people, and cultivators only account for about one in ten thousand, that is, about 100 million people. As for cultivators in the Shattered Void Realm, Supreme Realm and above, they are even rarer. If there is one, it will surely be an object of worship for hundreds of millions of people. One of the great powers can even easily change the pattern and future trend of the continent. The two of you must understand that the path of cultivation is a road of rebellion against the heavens or the road of no return, and there are many difficulties and dangers on the way, and there are many hardships and hardships, and the mental and physical torture is really painful, and you may end up in pieces and bones at any time, and your soul will be scattered. In this process, you must uphold your original heart, persevere, and when you realize the artistic conception that heaven and earth are chaotic and my heart is alone, and all things are lonely and my soul is in a fugue, you can further win the way of heaven! Remember! Remember! ”

After listening to what Han Wuyi said, Pan Jue and Han Sha nodded as if they didn't understand, and remembered it while reminiscing.

Looking at the prince of the Wang family on the street, trapped in Han Bing's illusion, avoiding one object after another, he was already exhausted and out of breath. Finally, after the last rotten vegetable root passed by Wang Jian, his tense nerves relaxed at once, and the pleasure of escaping death made him can't help but howl, "Han Bing, you shrunken turtle, do you have this ability, can you help me!" ”……

"Click"

As if in reply to Wang Jian's provocation, the abnormal sound came into his ears again, he quickly shook his head with both hands, shook his head and looked vigilantly at the place where the sound came from, this is good to see Wang Jian can't wait to slap his mouth. I saw that the tiles on the roof were constantly rolling, and the beams of the house were crumbling one after another; The overwhelming world is comparable to the overthrow of thousands of troops and horses towards Wang Jian.

Under the impact of this situation, Wang Jian was in a cold sweat, he couldn't avoid it, and muttered to himself, "It's not true, it's not true, Han Bing, your mother is playing with me, you shrunken turtle, I'll ...... Woo, mother, where are you, come and save me, I don't want to die yet......"

Unfortunately, in the sound of the slapping of the cloud-piercing stone, Wang Jian's cry was annihilated in an instant, and the rubble that covered the sky and the sun was like the top of Mount Tai, covering the top of his head and burying it in it.

Han Bing shook his head, the huge consumption of mental power made him tired, but when he saw Wang Jian, who was lying on the ground and unconscious, he changed back to his original appearance, and walked to his side with a radiant face and said excitedly, "Bastard boy fight with me, I'll kill you, you dog thief, your ass still hurts."

It must have been touching and provoking Han Bing's gaze to move to Wang Jian's ass involuntarily, and he immediately laughed and said, "Bastard boy, you said that your body was hollowed out by wine, and you were paralyzed on the ground like a weasel." My feet are so itchy that you are unconscious, and I just give you all the muscles and bones to avoid the sequelae. Oh, watch me kick my butt eighteen kicks, I kick... I kick..."

After finishing his work, Han Bing arched his hand and said, "Folks, today there is revenge, there is revenge, there is revenge, those who see it have a share, I stand here, and those who are dissatisfied with him come up and kick them boldly!" ”

When the people on the street heard Han Bing's words, they all fell silent.

"Really?" Finally, a woman close to Han Bing's side asked tentatively.

"Absolutely!"

After getting Han Bing's full confirmation, she cautiously approached Wang Jian, and after going around, she stretched out her foot and gently kicked him in the leg, seeing that there was no reaction, she mustered up her courage and kicked again with more strength, but there was still no response.

With two kicks in succession, the woman lost control of her emotions and scolded while kicking, "You scumbag who has been cut a thousand times, I will let you tease my daughter!" You're not human! ”

With the demonstration, passers-by began to boil.

"I'm going to kick too, you pay me silk!"

"You pay me for my steamed buns, hurry up, I'll kick it too"

"Okay, no, it's my turn!"

………

"Hee-hee, Daddy is amazing, yes!" Han Sha jumped up and down to Han Bing's side, put her arms around his waist, and praised.

This righteous presiding over Dafa from the hands of his son made Han Wuyi inexplicably embarrassed, and he said to Wang Jian's entourage, "Tell Wang Tieshan, all today's affairs will be borne by my Han Mansion, and if you are not satisfied, I Han Wuyi will be waiting for you at any time." Let me know that some people have been retaliated against by your palace for today's events, and I will definitely find you and throw you into the furnace one by one as firewood!" Remember, huh!? Don't get out of here! Leave the horses behind! ”

"Yes, yes, Han Lao!" If a group of subordinates were amnesty, they took out a lot of Wang Jian from the human wall, and more than ten people carried their masters, and they didn't care about the horses and sedan chairs on the street and fled in panic...

The sandbag was carried away, and the passers-by slowly dispersed after thanking Han Bing and the others several times, and the street gradually returned to its previous smoothness.

Pulling his daughter to Pan Jue's face, Han Bing took out the Red Moon Dagger from his arms and stuffed it into his hand and said, "Jue'er, you don't have any weapons to defend yourself on weekdays, this dagger is made of extraordinary material and is just right for you, so I'll give it to you." ”

Holding a heavy dagger in his hand, Pan Jue looked at Han Bing's loving eyes with a hot heart, and tears quietly rolled down his face.

"Brother Jue, why are you crying?" Han Sha asked cautiously.

"It's okay, the wind is blowing in my eyes." In the face of Wang Jian, he never flinched, in the face of pain, he gritted his teeth, and in the face of death, he was still able to be comfortable and fearless, but in the face of the care and love of the three members of the Han family, Pan Jue shed tears.

"Oh, by the way, Sha'er told me just now, you swallowed the Shiqian Pill, fortunately you have a solid foundation and the injury is not serious, I just have a bottle of Guben Peiyuan medicine here, which is enough to get rid of the side effects of the Shiqian Pill, Jie'er, drink it quickly."

Pan Jue took the dagger into his arms, and held a jade bottle from Han Bing's hand with both hands, he unscrewed the cork and poured the medicinal liquid into his abdomen in one go, and suddenly a cool breath stroked his churning internal organs, and the comfortable feeling made him close his eyes.

After several breaths, Pan Jue slowly opened his eyes, at this time his face had recovered a little blood, and the burning pain in his body was slowly suppressed and neutralized, "Wow, it's not uncomfortable at all, thank you Uncle Han!" Thank you Grandpa Han! ”

Han Bing touched Pan Jue's head, and scolded with a smile: "Go, thank you for what your family says, go home quickly, be careful when you get home, don't be known by your father, otherwise he will beat you with his bull temper." ”

"Brother Jue, aren't you going home with me?" Han Sha asked anxiously.

Pan Jue pinched Han Sharou's boneless palm, "Sha'er, I've been out for so long, if I don't go back, my ass will bloom, then you won't see me for a few days." Haha, Grandpa Han, Uncle Han, I'm leaving! ”